Divinity II: Ego Draconis

Bandit:
You! Your money or your life!

Slayer:
An interesting proposition. One's life may be worth more than money, but what is the value of a life without money? Is a life of poverty a life worth leading, and is therefore putting life before money the better choice?

Bandit:
Wuh?

Slayer:
It's not a given to judge life higher than wealth, you see: the rich man will die to protect it, the pauper will die to attain it. I am the rich one now, the pauper should I comply to your wish. So you appreciate the conundrum you put before me.

Bandit:
Huh...

Slayer:
Then again, life is life, and I must balance carefully whether I shall risk the pleasures of this earth for the - in comparison - meagre price of gold. Of course, as is obvious, many of those pleasures do come at the price of the gold in question, which brings us back to our original dilemma.

Bandit:
Stop! No more talking! Hurts Hallorn's head!

Slayer:
You know about the two certainties of life: death and taxes. I'll be death, but I'll require some taxes.

Rhode:
[to Slayer] May you choke on that twisted pride of yours!

Slayer:
Easy, tiger. Have I done something to upset you?

Tibus:
'Course ye 'ave! Ye're a Dragon, and ye know what me and me partners 'ere do for a livin'? Slay 'em!

Brethar:
Yeah!

Klet:
We're the Dragon Terror Patrol! We slay 'em all!

Markthum:
And eat them!

Tobelisk:
...No we don't.

Slayer:
Don't tell me you're actually Dragon Slayers! They're the elite. You're... you.

Madam Eve:
I'd give you the kiss of your life if I wasn't afraid to burn my tongue on your Dragon breath!

Laura:
Excuse me, traveller, but might you be one of the four?

Slayer:
As in the Fab Four?

Laura:
What? No, I mean did you discover a note and part of a seal in your house recently?

Slayer:
I have been fortunate enough not to find animal parts in my house.

Laura:
I meant seal as in sigil, of course!